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A short animation of my cat Merlin begging to be fed. He usually starts this a full hour before food time.

#clever boy (void)

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ONE PIECE ☠ 1.08 "Worst in the East"

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Are people still doing that trend where they let that Dream by Wombo AI generator help them visualise the design for their OC's? Anyways - here's a Menkar!

Art Style used: Gloomy

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TAMAR KIR-BATAAR and NADIA ZHABIN SHADOW AND BONE SEASON 2

+ BONUS (off to enjoy those "snacks")

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Now deal us in brother. Who's ready to test their mettle?

Tamar Kir-Bataar in SHADOW AND BONE - 2x02

#me: sees any woman with short hair vaguely resembling a pirate and immediately adds her as an alternative faceclaim for menkar

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“ ... Marbles... “ Humdrum repeated. But as soon as it struck him out truly important this was, he rushed over and dove under a bed in search of the toys. Were marbles toys? Not the time. A few moments later, the little curly hair of Humdrum popped out again.

“ How do you use marbles for memories? That makes no sense. “ Not that Humdrum ever made sense himself. A few seconds later, he dove under another bed.

"I don't know! He just did," said Sooner, throwing a sock over his shoulder as he searched deeper into an chest with old clothes - hospital pajamas, mostly, it was what the kids used to wear before their final appointments and being "promoted" as helpers.

"Tootles wasn't the best at remembering things, so he just used some kind of... magic? To store them inside, I can't remember. Oh, gee, please, please, I must find them. They must be here somewhere."

"Have you found any? Any little, colored, sort of transparent glass balls in a bag?"

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Humdrum studied his friend as the other searched his mind for an answer to what the strange phrase was. Humdrum fell silent, not entirely hard for him to do. Just stared off into space, deep in his own thoughts. After a while though, Sooner began to speak again and Humdrum stood up straight.

“ Eh? … Marbles? “

“Yes! Marbles! Look for marbles!” Sooner seemed estrangely more awake, already pacing quickly around the dorm room they were currently in, checking under the beds and almost diving into the opening drawers.

“I think we can solve your memory problem. There was a kid here who used marbles as a way to store his own - I remember now. Peter used to call him Tootles.”

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Humdrum studied his friend as the other searched his mind for an answer to what the strange phrase was. Humdrum fell silent, not entirely hard for him to do. Just stared off into space, deep in his own thoughts. After a while though, Sooner began to speak again and Humdrum stood up straight.

“ Eh? ... Marbles? “

"Yes! Marbles! Look for marbles!" Sooner seemed estrangely more awake, already pacing quickly around the dorm room they were currently in, checking under the beds and almost diving into the opening drawers.

"I think we can solve your memory problem. There was a kid here who used marbles as a way to store his own - I remember now. Peter used to call him Tootles."

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“ Well… it wasn’t the bad juice, “ Humdrum scrunched up his face at that, “ Not the one that makes me all tired. “ How he could claim to know beforehand which would make him tired and which wouldn’t wasn’t abundantly clear. Humdrum was about to continue his speech about how he could hide forever, when his friend suddenly stiffened. And glowed.

“ … Sooner… What’s going on? “ He whispered, gingerly grabbing each hand, “ Who was that? Whose thoughts did you hear? “ It didn’t sound quite right. Maybe it was a memory. Humdrum knew that sometimes memories could take a hold of you - and Humdrum had so few memories as ti was.

“ Is it a new kid? “

Sooner breathed quickly, trying to settle with the realization of what he had just done. He had never learned how to do that trick with his voice. Only Later did.

But the thoughts he had heard were from a person long gone from the nursery.

“… I think me and Later connected,” he whispers, astonished. “Somehow.” They had connected before, of course, since they could read each other’s thoughts, but it was always necessary to be somewhat short-distance. And it had never, ever hurted to do so.

Something wasn’t right.

“Those are not new kids…” He turns to the younger boy with a preocuppied tone. His eyes glitch for a second, and he puts both hands on Hundrum’s shoulders, eyes wide with a grasping memory. “Hundrum, quick. Look for marbles.”

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“ Well... it wasn’t the bad juice, “ Humdrum scrunched up his face at that, “ Not the one that makes me all tired. “ How he could claim to know beforehand which would make him tired and which wouldn’t wasn’t abundantly clear. Humdrum was about to continue his speech about how he could hide forever, when his friend suddenly stiffened. And glowed.

“ ... Sooner... What’s going on? “ He whispered, gingerly grabbing each hand, “ Who was that? Whose thoughts did you hear? “ It didn’t sound quite right. Maybe it was a memory. Humdrum knew that sometimes memories could take a hold of you - and Humdrum had so few memories as ti was.

“ Is it a new kid? “

Sooner breathed quickly, trying to settle with the realization of what he had just done. He had never learned how to do that trick with his voice. Only Later did.

But the thoughts he had heard were from a person long gone from the nursery.

"... I think me and Later connected," he whispers, astonished. "Somehow." They had connected before, of course, since they could read each other's thoughts, but it was always necessary to be somewhat short-distance. And it had never, ever hurted to do so.

Something wasn't right.

"Those are not new kids..." He turns to the younger boy with a preocuppied tone. His eyes glitch for a second, and he puts both hands on Hundrum's shoulders, eyes wide with a grasping memory. "Hundrum, quick. Look for marbles."

A smile cracks on Sooner’s lips. “You drank at least two apple-juice boxes this morning. No, wait - Three. And a biscuit. And you have a juice box hiding behind that orange teddy bear on the other side of the room, for later.” He hadn’t even been with Hundrum that morning, and he just knew. Both of his eyes glitch bright blue for a second, and he scrunches his eyes, closing them firmly. “O-ouch…”

When he reopens them, their eyes had both became bright blue. His face had a dead expression, almost in trance, and the voice that followed wasn’t his.

“I can’t find them. I think I’ve lost my marbles, M-0-T-H-3-R.”

The eyes glitch again. Sooner shakes his head, and both eyes turn brown now. “…. It’s okay.” He doesn’t look so. “I’m okay.”

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A smile cracks on Sooner's lips. "You drank at least two apple-juice boxes this morning. No, wait - Three. And a biscuit. And you have a juice box hiding behind that orange teddy bear on the other side of the room, for later." He hadn't even been with Hundrum that morning, and he just knew. Both of his eyes glitch bright blue for a second, and he scrunches his eyes, closing them firmly. "O-ouch..."

When he reopens them, their eyes had both became bright blue. His face had a dead expression, almost in trance, and the voice that followed wasn't his.

"I can't find them. I think I've lost my marbles, M-0-T-H-3-R."

The eyes glitch again. Sooner shakes his head, and both eyes turn brown now. ".... It's okay." He doesn't look so. "I'm okay."

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“ … If the darkness came tomorrow, “ A shiver down his spine at the the thought of what that might mean in their current situation, “ Could I keep you? In my mind? “

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She had to make her plan work.

Well, the environment probably wasn't helping much in keeping things secretly - it was possible to hear the ocean waves breaking not so far from them, although they were much quieter at this time of day, at low tide. Warm sand turns to rock beneath their feet, as Menkar helps Eden to maintain balance as they climb them. She hadn't told her friend about her second intentions yet - they'd have time for that later, when the first part of her plan succeded. Well, at least she hoped it would succeed. Eden hated water more than an on-board cat in the middle of the ocean!

"We're here!" she smiles, looking at the natural pools the waves had left between the rocks in front of them. They were only deep enough to dip your anckles in, but it was a start. She was excited. She holds his hands, slowly walking backwards into the water. "This part can be slippy and I don't want you to fall, so hold on tight and trust me, okay?"

#bothfeetinthegrave #fear of water or talking to her mom - yes.

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"Oh, gee, don't give them ideas. That would be creepy as fuck," Menkar replied, with a bit of a nervous giggle. Even though the people of Keepcave liked (and trusted) her well enough, to the point of smiling politely and waving as they passed, she still kept an eye open for any cult members acting suspiciously. This town was unsettling, and apart from their party members and Lasar, the dragonborn, there weren't many citizens she felt particularly safe around. "But don't worry, I'll do. If any of them starts doing weird shit, I'll take my sword and we'll do a cult of the goat speedrun out of here."

"Something is telling me you really want to find one, don't you." She had been thinking a lot about ghosts, recently. Dead people's ghosts and living people ghosting. And they were all very real to her.

‘ this town is like a horror movie that never stops. and it’s not even a good one! ‘ (@thcbcastbclow , from Menkar!)

| Memes :: this one | Night in the Woods Starters -

A half cough, half chuckle split Eden's lips into a grin as they walked, his hand resting lightly on her arm for balance. Keepcave was a weird place, full of old forgotten history and new, false things. Maybe the secret was to clear all of the new nonsense away so they could make sense of what was really going on. They weren't entirely welcome here, though they seemed to like Menkar well enough; still, they had to be careful about what they said where.

"Mhm, cults are scary like that," he answered, listening closely for other people around them, "Let me know if they all gather and stare at us in unison, then we can start running." Running wasn't his best skill, but it was better than getting caught.

"It could get better though, if the ghosts are real. They seem real."

#bothfeetinthegrave #hello! <3 #ah yes. the fantasy version of cult of the lamb XD

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" Please... I don't want to forget you. " He whispered, holding himself close, " It's important. " Already Humdrum felt uneasy and fuzzy with certain memories. He didn't want to lose his friend too.

" I'm going to hide... forever. So they can't get me for my next appointment. " A sudden idea. And it seemed so brilliant.

"Forever is a long time," Sooner said, lowering his eyes for a second and then coming back to Hundrum. "I'm not sure anyone can hide forever in this place. Or even... lie forever. Believe me, I try. It gets really tiring, sometimes."

"You're not going to forget me. You're not," he whispered back. He strokes the kid's hair, one of his eyes turning bright blue to read him. "You're not. I know it's scary, but we'll find a way to keep those memories, okay?"

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“ … If the darkness came tomorrow, “ A shiver down his spine at the the thought of what that might mean in their current situation, “ Could I keep you? In my mind? “

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"I'm afraid not in your mind," Sooner whispered gently, pulling the younger closer. He tapped a couple times over Hundrum's chest. "But if you want... You can keep me here." He gives the other a tired smile. "It's where I keep the ones they can't erase."

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“ … If the darkness came tomorrow, “ A shiver down his spine at the the thought of what that might mean in their current situation, “ Could I keep you? In my mind? “

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“You are down there alone, the stars seemed to say to him. And we are up here, in our constellations, together.”

― Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane

#🐋 n o s e o n t h e s t a r s (menkar)

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Samneric doing creepy twin stuff

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Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh

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